My Terrible Life in Those Years

I was a little anxious; if they really took this opportunity to cause trouble, it would be difficult to deal with them.

Firstly, there were many of them. If there were only one or two, my physical abilities would be no less than theirs.

Dealing with two drunkards is a sure thing. The problem is there are five or six more outside. If each of them attacks, I reckon they'd be knocked out on the spot.

Secondly, they drank too much and were easily out of control. Most of them got into fights and caused trouble after drinking. Some were really drunk and couldn't control themselves, while others just wanted to cause trouble because of the alcohol!

Therefore, the best option is for Little Ponytail to withdraw and for me to deal with them slowly, or I could choose to avoid the situation and wait for Boss Corning to handle it.

I'm just a temporary worker who earns 30 yuan a day. Why should I do such a dangerous job?

If it weren't for Little Ponytail here, I wouldn't have bothered coming in.

However, I was disappointed. The girl with the ponytail seemed completely oblivious to my hints and instructions. She simply stood up from behind the counter with a smile and said to the two drunk men, "Gentlemen, if you need to use the restroom, please go inside. If you want to order, please come to your seats, and our young man here will help you!"

When the two drunkards saw Xiaomawei stand up and reveal her entire body to them, under the lamplight, Xiaomawei appeared to have a delicate, hazy beauty.

The desire in their eyes intensified.

"Hey pretty girl, I don't want him to order, I want you to order!"

As they spoke, they desperately tried to get closer to the girl with the ponytail, their breath reeking of alcohol.

Some people are like that; after a few drinks, they can reveal their true nature without missing a beat.

I sighed inwardly. Why didn't this young lady avoid me first?

Am I going to have to play the hero and save the damsel in distress again?

Just as I was about to reach out and push them out one by one, the girl with the ponytail, frowning and covering her mouth and nose, retreated to a corner and shouted outside, "Uncle Ye, someone wants to order food from you!"

Then she winked at me, signaling me to step back.

I have absolutely no idea what she means.

You told me to step back, fine, but you're worried I'll get hurt by those two drunkards.

But what's the meaning of you calling in Old Ye, who's always grilling things?

Aren't you afraid they might accidentally hurt this middle-aged or elderly man?

Then, Old Ye, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, walked into the shop with an iron shovel in one hand and a red-hot charcoal stick in the other, using iron tongs.

Before they even got close, the scorching heat was directed at their faces. I had no doubt that if these two things touched or burned them, they would either be seriously injured or disfigured!

The two drunkards were startled by the scene, and their drunkenness, whether intentional or not, seemed to suddenly vanish.

Old Ye asked the two in a deep voice, "Would you like to order some food, gentlemen?" As he asked this, he extended the charcoal stick slightly forward.

"No, no, we just went to the restroom!" the two quickly backed away, hurriedly replying.

The two turned around and ran hurriedly toward the toilet without stopping, showing no signs of their previous intoxication.

Old Ye didn't say anything more, but glanced at me with approval in his eyes.

He turned around and went outside to continue grilling.

I was speechless for a moment, and suddenly I didn't know what to say to the girl with the ponytail.

This change caught me off guard. What happened to the hero saving the damsel in distress? What happened to getting another "friend zone" card?

Such a great script and plot, suddenly ruined and stolen by a middle-aged or elderly barbecue stall owner?

Old Ye's behavior just now was unlike that of an ordinary barbecue stall owner. Looking at his calm demeanor and the way he was holding two near-lethal weapons, I felt that there was a story behind him!

At this moment, the girl with the ponytail gave me a smug smile, the meaning of which was clear: this time, my act of bravery was useless, and my "good guy" card didn't earn me any points.

After the two fake drunkards finished using the restroom, they didn't dare to look directly at the counter. They immediately ran back to their seats, obediently ordered food, only a few beers, and then paid the bill.

At this moment, Kang Ning returned to the store from outside. I, Lao Ye, and Wan Ning all tacitly avoided telling him about it, as if nothing had happened.

I continued to busy myself with various tasks, but whenever I handed the form to Lao Ye, I would always glance at him.

After glancing at it a few more times, he finally couldn't hold back any longer: "Hey kid, what are you looking at? I'm not a young lady, you can't see the makeup on my face!"

I laughed. I thought he would be very serious and wouldn't know how to joke. I didn't expect him to be able to make me laugh.

"Uncle Ye, judging from your stance just now, were you a trained martial artist before?"

He squinted, constantly turning the ingredients in his hands, and glanced at me.

"Someone like you could easily take on ten or twenty people!"

I was shocked. So, he's not just a trained fighter, is he? Could he be a retired soldier?

How could you be willing to have a barbecue in a place like this?

Old Ye glanced at me sideways and continued, "Kid, you actually believe that? If we really fought, you could take me down with one hand!"

Suddenly, I felt like a kid in front of him. He could casually say he could take on ten or twenty people, and I would actually believe him.

But that composure just now wasn't feigned.

Good heavens, which statement is true and which is false?

Old Ye exhaled a puff of smoke: "Get back to work. Do you still want your wages?"

We were busy until almost 1 a.m. before we slowly started to wrap things up.

I stacked the tables and chairs together again and placed them at the shop entrance. I also helped Lao Ye bring the stall inside the shop.

With a cold face, the young boss of Kangning paid me thirty yuan for today's work.

When I received the money, I felt a surge of excitement. This was my first income since coming to Huacheng!

I've got my money for food and transportation tomorrow!

At this moment, Little Ponytail locked the drawer, leaving only a small amount of loose change inside, while putting the larger sums of money in her small handbag, and prepared to leave.

Kang Ning was also inside packing up his things, preparing to leave. Before I could even clean up the trash on the ground, I saw Xiao Mawei come out and immediately said to Kang Ning and Lao Ye, "Boss, it's so late, let me take Wan Ning home."

Ignoring Kang Ning's dark expression, she threw down her work bag and followed Wan Ning out of the store.

Old Ye gave us both amusement before helping me deal with the rest of the trash.

A loud crash came from inside the store. I could feel the boss's anger from a distance. If I didn't still have work to finish, I doubt he would have let me take Wan Ning home.

"Little Ponytail, who is that Old Ye?"

Wan Ning seemed to be in a good mood today. Although she was exhausted from working late into the night, her ponytail was still swaying back and forth.

"His story... well, it's a long one!"

I suddenly became very interested in Lao Ye: "Tell me about it!"

"What? You have the leisure to pry into other people's business? Did you find a job?"

Wan Ning glanced at me curiously.